Halfway Home

rough around the edges. socially awkward. queer. musically inclined.

She’s too modest to brag but g-baby’s a beast. Go, Marissa!

Went to support William Gregory’s one act called “Whatever Happened To Veronica Castro and the Telenovelas?” and it was amazinggggg.

Went to support William Gregory’s one act called “Whatever Happened To Veronica Castro and the Telenovelas?” and it was amazinggggg.

smallandtinyhomeideas:

The Zachary House | Stephen Atkinson

In Ramseur, North Carolina, a reincarnation of a modernist dog-trot house. The original was designed by Stephen Atkinson more than a decade ago and became a darling of design magazines. This one was built by Terrie Moffitt and Avshalom Caspi, psychology professors at Duke University, who saw the house on the cover of a book, and wrote to Mr. Atkinson. He made a bargain with them: they could have the plans free, but if they made substantial changes, he would charge them.

via The New York Times | hat tip sustainablesmallhouses

(via goawaylarissa)

purrrsuit-of-happinesss:

This girl is her high school football teams quarterback. The cheerleader is her girlfriend

purrrsuit-of-happinesss:

This girl is her high school football teams quarterback. The cheerleader is her girlfriend

simplypurkey:

jazzumon:

destielkills:

auntiesnixshipper:

awkwardteenagenerves:

discard-and-discover:

evolve-within:

disregardwomen:

When my mom’s out in public, she sends me pictures of lesbians she sees.

Jesus I envy that relationship. 

this is like the time when my mum took me bra shopping and the girl measuring me up was a lesbian and my mum said to me “i’ll go take a walk around the shop so you can talk to this nice young girl” and gave me a look as if to say “chat her up”. 

My mum tries to push me towards cute possibly gay girls and then disappears. She did it in Primark once and I found her hiding behind a pile of knickers, watching me.

i love all of your moms

When I was 17 I was convinced I was in love with the check out girl at the grocery store 5 minutes away from our house, so my dad went to get milk and somehow found an appropriate point in the conversation while buying a half gallon of milk to give her my number. Three days later she called me and asked if I wanted to come over “to watch a movie” and long story short my dad got me laid thanks dad.


That last story is worth reblogging

simplypurkey:

jazzumon:

destielkills:

auntiesnixshipper:

awkwardteenagenerves:

discard-and-discover:

evolve-within:

disregardwomen:

When my mom’s out in public, she sends me pictures of lesbians she sees.

Jesus I envy that relationship. 

this is like the time when my mum took me bra shopping and the girl measuring me up was a lesbian and my mum said to me “i’ll go take a walk around the shop so you can talk to this nice young girl” and gave me a look as if to say “chat her up”. 

My mum tries to push me towards cute possibly gay girls and then disappears. She did it in Primark once and I found her hiding behind a pile of knickers, watching me.

i love all of your moms

When I was 17 I was convinced I was in love with the check out girl at the grocery store 5 minutes away from our house, so my dad went to get milk and somehow found an appropriate point in the conversation while buying a half gallon of milk to give her my number. Three days later she called me and asked if I wanted to come over “to watch a movie” and long story short my dad got me laid thanks dad.

That last story is worth reblogging

(via bringmethalice)

Isn’t it weird to think that every person you walk by has a past they may or may not be proud of and a family they might be close to or far from and a lover they’re either with or apart from and a name and a personality, and they might be having the greatest day of their life or the worst day? We probably walk past hundreds of people a day and never once stop to think what they’re going through, what their life may be like. We’re too focused on our own.

—Unknown (via swiftbeat)

(Source: ohteenscanrelate, via riss-42)

garbagebagger:

princess-kayjay:

I just had a straight guy tell me “Gah I love lesbians” and before I could even say anything, he added, “because, ya know, they like the same thing I do and sometimes it’s nice to get advice from a girl instead of guys who think making love is just repeatedly putting your dick in something, ya know?” And I have never been more proud of the human race.

i was very mad and then i wasn’t 

(via riss-42)

To my future son, when you come home smiling after a long day, I will ask you whether it’s a boyfriend or a girlfriend who has made you smile.
To my future daughter, when I see you secretly smiling down at your phone, I will ask you whether it’s a boyfriend or a girlfriend who has made you smile.
To my future children, I will not stick within the confines of asking my son if he has a girlfriend or if my daughter has a boyfriend. From a young age you will be taught that whether you bring a boy or a girl home, as long as they make you smile then that will make me smile.

—My promise to my future children. (via gayisthenewokay)

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